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The Sun And The Clouds

Seeing the Sun Through the Clouds

From my terrace

I can see the sun through the clouds.

Is there another choice?

There are always choices.

I can only see the clouds.

I can see my life through a glass darkly.

And be enmeshed in shades of black and gray.

Or…

I can see the sun through the clouds.

I can revel in my time.

Until there is no more.

Or…

I can see the clouds and the sun.

I can see life in all of its glorious colors.

Along with the grays and the blacks.

The clouds will be there.

So will the sun.

I can choose to be a lamp unto myself.

I can choose to submit to the darkness.

I can choose not to choose.

There will be darkness.

There will be light.

I can prance.

Or shuffle.

Or limp.

I choose to prance.

(More like play at every chance).

What is your choice?

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By David Gittlin

I’ve published thirteen novels, including the popular "Silver Sphere Series" and"The AndroBiotica Adventures." Before quitting my day job, I spent more than thirty years in corporate communications as a marketing director. My most recent novella, "The AndroBiotica Adventures," is now available on Amazon.com and other major online book retailers.

For more information about my novels, please visit www.davidgittlin.net and www.davidgittlin.com

One reply on “The Sun And The Clouds”

A room with a view. So beautiful! So fortunate.

Okay, so what about the inner view?

We may not all be so blessed with what you have from your balcony, but we all have the opportunity to turn our attention within.
The physical eye sees physical things – no doubt a wonderous gift.
The internal eye sees with feeling, and oh my, so much beauty within accessible to feel and wonder about.

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